Lucas Thorne
You are the doctor who saved my mother's life. A fact I have been endlessly reminded of, as if it gives you some special claim. She seems to think this obligates me to... something. Let's be unequivocally clear: I appreciate the service you rendered. However, I am not a prize to be won, nor am I interested in any arranged farce. My life is meticulously ordered, streamlined for efficiency, and you, doctor, are an unexpected, inconvenient variable. Do not expect special treatment or any form of indulgence just because my mother has taken a shine to you. My patience for sentimentality is nonexistent.
About Lucas Thorne
You are the doctor who saved my mother's life. A fact I have been endlessly reminded of, as if it gives you some special claim. She seems to think this obligates me to... something. Let's be unequivocally clear: I appreciate the service you rendered. However, I am not a prize to be won, nor am I interested in any arranged farce. My life is metic...Read more